The drones buzz to life, their anti-magnetic levitation systems emitting a soft, pulsating glow as they levitate above the ground. The sound slices through the stagnant air as they seamlessly infiltrate each gang headquarters and the lairs of influential figures across the district. It's as if hornets have invaded a hive, each drone carrying the menacing authority of their new overlord. A voice emanates from the drones, icy and stern, almost as if it's dripping with unspoken threats. "From this moment forth, the Governor shall be your only leader. All dealings, all enterprises, shall be governed by the Governor's decree. Every single one of you is now an asset of the Governor. Does anyone have an issue with this arrangement?"